This is a song about "Mowing yard"

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

So i figured i could trust you to stay in the yard

Hope all over again, we can start

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

You want to step on my yard,

See, where i come from is hard

No gimmick: real time, real heart

// [you can fence in your yard]

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

February cold as my heart

Go hard or out my yard